Текст песни The Dark One - Unleashed
                                                Stalking 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                utter 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Evil 
                                                eyes 
                                                glow 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                distance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Prepared 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                battle 
                                                in 
                                                rage
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                end 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                cruel 
                                                adventurer
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blow 
                                                to 
                                                side 
-                                                strike 
                                                through 
                                                eye
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                battle-axe 
                                                wields 
                                                to 
                                                charge
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                separates 
                                                head 
                                                from 
                                                body
 
                                    
                                
                                                Darkest 
                                                blood 
                                                flowing 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                eyes 
                                                are 
                                                filled 
                                                with 
                                                pleasure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blow 
                                                to 
                                                side 
-                                                strike 
                                                through 
                                                eye
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                hunt 
                                                for 
                                                an 
                                                ancient 
                                                treasure
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                herbs 
                                                to 
                                                restore 
                                                his 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                die 
                                                by 
                                                an 
                                                orchish 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Victorious 
                                                the 
                                                olog-hai
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slow 
                                                you'll 
                                                die 
-                                                the 
                                                dark 
                                                one 
                                                smiles
 
                                    
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